The Miscellaneous Works of Tobias Smollett, M.D.: The adventures of Peregrine Pickle, pt. 2. Plays and poemsStirling & Slade...[et. al.], 1820 |
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Pagina 37
... Brussels , fixed my quarters in the Hotel de Flandre ( so well known to the English since ) , where I thought myself extremely happy in the accomplishment of my flight . I had not been two full days in this place , when I was blessed ...
... Brussels , fixed my quarters in the Hotel de Flandre ( so well known to the English since ) , where I thought myself extremely happy in the accomplishment of my flight . I had not been two full days in this place , when I was blessed ...
Pagina 74
... Brussels , and fixed my abode in the hotel de Flandre , among an agreeable set of gentlemen and ladies , with whom I spent my time very cheerfully . There was a sort of court in this city , fre- quented by all the officers who could ...
... Brussels , and fixed my abode in the hotel de Flandre , among an agreeable set of gentlemen and ladies , with whom I spent my time very cheerfully . There was a sort of court in this city , fre- quented by all the officers who could ...
Pagina 75
... Brussels , the company in our hotel was increased by three officers , who professed themselves my admirers , and came from Ghent with a view of soliciting my love . This triumvirate con- sisted of the Scots Earl of - , Lord R- M- , and ...
... Brussels , the company in our hotel was increased by three officers , who professed themselves my admirers , and came from Ghent with a view of soliciting my love . This triumvirate con- sisted of the Scots Earl of - , Lord R- M- , and ...
Pagina 76
... Brussels considered him as my lover , because , of all the other officers , he was their greatest favourite . His lordship being thus repulsed , Mr W took the field , and assailed my heart in a very different manner . He said he knew ...
... Brussels considered him as my lover , because , of all the other officers , he was their greatest favourite . His lordship being thus repulsed , Mr W took the field , and assailed my heart in a very different manner . He said he knew ...
Pagina 78
... Brussels , where I staid . until my departure for England , which I regulated in such a manner as was consistent with my engagement . I took lodgings in Pall - Mall , and , sending for my lord , convinced him of my punctuality , and put ...
... Brussels , where I staid . until my departure for England , which I regulated in such a manner as was consistent with my engagement . I took lodgings in Pall - Mall , and , sending for my lord , convinced him of my punctuality , and put ...
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Pagina 521 - MOURN, hapless Caledonia ! mourn Thy banish'd peace, thy laurels torn-! Thy sons, for valour long renown'd, Lie slaughter'd on their native ground ; Thy hospitable roofs no more Invite the stranger to the door ; In smoky ruins sunk they lie, The monuments of cruelty.
Pagina 508 - Eternal infamy the wretch confound Who planted first that vice on British ground ! A vice ! that, 'spite of sense and nature, reigns And poisons genial love, and manhood stains.
Pagina 527 - THY spirit, Independence ! let me share, Lord of the lion-heart and eagle-eye ; Thy steps I follow with my bosom bare, Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky. Deep in the frozen regions of the north, A goddess violated brought thee forth, Immortal Liberty, whose look sublime, Hath bleach'd the tyrant's cheek in every varying clime.
Pagina 530 - And sleep unbribed his dews refreshing shed ; White-mantled Innocence, ethereal sprite, Shall chase far off the goblins of the night ; And Independence o'er the day preside, Propitious power ! my patron and my pride.
Pagina 505 - Tis infamous, I grant it, to be poor : And who so much to sense and glory lost, Will hug the curse that not one joy can boast ! From the pale hag, O ! could I once break loose ; Divorc'd, all hell...
Pagina 522 - The pious mother, doom'd to death, Forsaken, wanders o'er the heath; The bleak wind whistles round her head, Her helpless orphans cry for bread; Bereft of shelter, food, and friend, She...
Pagina 521 - Invite the stranger to the door ; In smoky ruins sunk they lie, The monuments of cruelty. The wretched owner sees afar His all become the prey of war, Bethinks him of his babes and wife, Then smites his breast, and curses life.
Pagina 528 - Accomplish'd thus, he wing'd his way, And zealous roved from pole to pole, The rolls of right eternal to display, And warm with patriot thoughts the
Pagina 522 - And, stretch'd beneath th' inclement skies, Weeps o'er her tender babes , and dies. While the warm blood bedews my veins, And unimpair'd remembrance reigns, Resentment of my country's fate Within my filial breast shall beat; And , spite of her insulting foe, My sympathizing verse shall flow: "Mourn, hapless Caledonia, mourn Thy banish'd peace , thy laurels torn !
Pagina 523 - tis but a short-liv'd trance, Dispell'd by one enchanting glance ; She need but look, and I confess Those looks completely curse or bless. So soft, so elegant, so fair, Sure something more than human's there ; I must submit, for strife is vain, 'Twas destiny that forg'd the chain.